Greg knew it was useless to expostulate. Instead, he hurried out, found Anstey, and called the Virginian so that both could stand in the place where they would be sure to see Prescott if he attempted to come out.
Feverishly, in undertones, Greg confided the news to Anstey.
"I don"t just see what we can do, suh," answered the southerner with a puzzled look.
"Prescott is doing, suh, just what I reckon I"d do myself, suh, if I were in his place."
"But we can"t lose him," urged Greg.
"I know we"ll hate like thunder to, suh. But what can we do?
Can we beg Prescott to stay, and face the cold shoulder, suh, all the time he is here, and in the Army afterwards?"
"I"m not getting much comfort out of you, Anstey," muttered Greg grimly.
"And that, suh, is because I don"t see where the comfort comes in. Holmesy, don"t think I"m not suffering, suh. It"ll break my heart to see old ramrod drop out of the corps."
"Then you don"t think we can stop Prescott?"
"I reckon I don"t Holmesy. This is the kind of matter, suh, that every man must settle for himself. If I were a much older man, Holmesy, with much more experience in the Army, I reckon I might be able to give him some very sound advice. But as it is, suh, I know I can"t."
When Greg returned to the room he found d.i.c.k preparing books and papers to march to the next section recitation.
"What have you done with that resignation of yours?" growled Greg.
"It"s in that drawer," replied d.i.c.k, with a weary smile, "and I rely on you, old fellow, not to do anything to it. It would only give me all the pain over again if I had to rewrite it."
"d.i.c.k, can nothing change your mind?"
"I have thought it all over, old friend."
The call for section formation sounded, and both hurried away.
Later, d.i.c.k"s section returned a full minute and a half ahead of the one to which Holmes belonged.
"Now"s the time!" muttered d.i.c.k, opening the drawer and slipping the envelope into the breast of his blouse.
Then he hurried out, crossing the quadrangle to the cadet guard house. Cadet Holmes, in section ranks, marched into the quadrangle in time just to catch a glimpse of Prescott"s disappearing back.
Going up the stairs, d.i.c.k knocked on the door of the office of the O.C.
"Come in!" called the officer in charge, who proved to be none other than Lieutenant Denton again.
"What is it, Mr. Prescott?" inquired the Army officer, as Prescott, saluting, advanced to the officer"s desk, then halted, standing at attention.
"Sir, I have come to ask for some information."
"What is it, Mr. Prescott?"
"Sir, I have a paper, addressed to the superintendent. I do not know whether I should take it to the adjutant"s office, or whether I should forward it through this office."
"I thought you understood your company paper work, Mr. Prescott,"
smiled Lieutenant Denton.
"I think I do, sir; but this kind of paper I have never had to put in before."
"What kind of paper is it?"
"My resignation, sir," replied d.i.c.k quietly. Lieutenant Denton looked almost as much astonished as he felt.
"What?" he choked. Then a slight smile came into his face.
"Oh, I think I begin to understand, Mr. Prescott. You wish more time for your studies, and so you are resigning your post as captain of A company."
"This is my resignation, sir, from the corps of cadets."
Lieutenant Denton looked utterly nonplussed.
"Oh, very good, Mr. Prescott. If you are bent on leaving the Military Academy, I presume I have no right to demand your reasons.
But---won"t you sit down?"
The lieutenant pointed to a chair near his own.
"Thank you, sir," nodded Prescott. Taking off his fatigue cap, he dropped into the chair, though he sat very erect.
"Now," smiled Mr. Denton, "perhaps we can drop, briefly, some of the relation between officer and cadet. We may be able to talk as friends---real friends. I trust so. May I feel at liberty to ask you, Mr. Prescott, whether there are any urgent family reasons behind this sudden move of yours?"
"None, sir."
"Then is it---but I don"t wish to be intrusive."
"I certainly don"t consider you intrusive, Mr. Denton, and I appreciate your sympathy and friendship. But I am resigning from the corps for the best of good reasons."
"May I question you, Mr. Prescott?"
"If you care to, sir."
"I do wish it, very much," rejoined Lieutenant Denton, "though I have asked your consent because, in what I am now seeking to do, I am going rather beyond my place as a tactical officer of the Military Academy. If you are sure, however, that you do not find me intrusive, and if you would like to talk this matter over---not as officer and cadet, but as between a young man and a somewhat older one, and as friends above all, then I am going to ask you a few questions."
"Although I am certain that you cannot help me, Mr. Denton, I am very grateful for every sign of interest that you may show in me. It is something of balm to me to feel that I shall leave behind some who will regret my going."
"Prescott," asked the officer abruptly, "you have been sent to Coventry, haven"t you? You needn"t answer unless you wish."
"I have, sir," d.i.c.k a.s.sented.
"Twice it has happened, when I have been on duty, that you have had to report cla.s.smates to me. Now, I"m not going to step over the line by asking you whether those reports were the basis of your being sent to Coventry. But, to please myself, I"m going to a.s.sume that such is the case."
To this d.i.c.k made no reply. It was an instance in which a cadet could not, with propriety, discuss cla.s.s action with an officer on duty at the Military Academy.
"Now, Prescott, I"m not going to ask you whether my surmise is a correct one, but I"m going to ask you another question, as a friend only, and in no official way. Of course, in a friendly matter you may suit yourself about answering it. Have you done anything else that could excuse the cla.s.s in punishing you?"